Wildflowers

Love in the spring

 

Wildflowers

by jack

 

Sent afloat, of whispers come the springtime

Bound to truth, the flowers call your name

On the stem, a colorful illusion

Breathing forth as nothing is the same

 

To the hills, the dancing wildflowers

Paint the path along a winding road

Set before, the clouds come soon to gather

In a dream, my fortunes now are told

 

Will you run with me in wildflowers

Feel the soft of petals on your feet

Count the blooms till moon beams call the hour

Take my heart and give your love to me

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[gcp]

This is pretty - I like it :)

A hand - wild and what it seems

Wildflowers are the best - there are some amazing wild areas in South Africa where the flowers grow wild in the hills

One word stuck for me - and that's the work 'of' in 'soft of petals on your feet' - I'm not sure you need it. I can't decide if I like that word there or not.... maybe I do. Just something in that line drew me up when i read it first time...

Good stuff :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much for your kind words and I now see what you mean about the word "of". Perhaps it is not needed. I will revisit this and see how I would make the correction.

I live in South Texas and every spring we get to witness an array of vibrant colors as the wildflowers bloom everywhere the eye can see.

[gcp]

Yah - the whole country just covered in flowers - like someone just painted everything in primary colors - love that :)

[Androglossia]

This is a breath of fresh air, Jack. My kind of poem. You have put all the goodness in the word together to create a piece as good as this. This goes into my favorites:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Maryanne, I greatly appreciate you kind and flattering words.

[Androglossia]

goodness in the world*

[Jack...]

I understood.

[Androglossia]

Don't worry Jack, I always correct myself;)

[Kenilo Kent]

Now I am a regular stalker of your collections, can't help it. Lust for such enchanting poesies!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much. FYI - the photo is of Bluebonnets, the State Flower of Texas

[Sami Khalil]

Will you run with me in wildflowers
Feel the soft of petals on your feet
Count the blooms till moon beams call the hour
Take my heart and give your love to me.
This is very romantic and the whole poem if blooming with beautiful imagery of spring and love. Glad I stopped by for your writes have life in them...:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much friend for knocking on my door and leaving such a kind message.

[Sami Khalil]

Always a pleasure . I'' see you back soon...Have a great day...:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

flowers grow wild...but they trust the sun and the rain and nature in general to nurture them...we also have to trust that our relationships will nurture us.

that love can do that.

[Jack...]

Thank you sir, I appreciate your comments.

[Marie]

Beautiful...Texas wildflowers are the best...bluebonnets especially...

[Jack...]

Indeed Marie, some have no idea at all what they are missing. Thank you.

[Frieda P]

Yes, yes, yes! I will run the wildflowers with you...I love wildflowers, my favorite, and so is this write. Sweet, it's calling my name!

[Jack...]

Can you see the smile on my face right now, it is definitely big enough to reach New Jersey. Thank you Frieda, it is always the highlight of my day to read your kind comments.

[Frieda P]

Can't be bigger than mine, and I don't feel so hot, so grand feat!

[Jack...]

Well I hope you feel better soon.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Jack, better than yesterday, so I guess I'm gonna live after all. ;-)

[Holly Mason]

soft petals on your feet...take my heart and give your love to me.....
you are just simply something else!all the girls probably went crazy over you in school Jack the romantic poet on the prowl...watch out ladies he is going to pin you*)
thank you for sharing

[Jack...]

Thanks Holly, you flatter me with your assumptions and dazzle me with your wonderful comments. I appreciate you stopping by for a read and hopefully a smile.

[Lily Mae]

Looking outside at all that white yet..makes this poem extra special.. I know spring is out there somewhere and the love the co exists with it.. beautifully written Jack..xo

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Lily Mae for your kind words.